High Blood Pressure and too much stress

I was sent home today due to having another anxiety attack - I had one on Thursday and ended up in emerg at a hospital.. but they didn't really help much and I had to wait 4 hours, due to patients coming in from a hospital that had been flooded: I had no problems with waiting when I found that out. I had calmed down considerably by the time they got to me so no wonder my blood pressure seemed normal when they checked it - but.. today, one of my co-workers stressed me out to the point that I had another attack. We were doing overstock crates - I work in a grocery store, you see - and he was overfilling them and just shoving things in haphazardly, with absolutely zero regard for the product. He even took a bag of chips, and literally slammed it in the crate, and squished it down until it fit in the crate. He did this for basically everything. And when I asked another co-worker if a bag of chips was damaged - the inside was garbage and you could both hear and feel it and see it, yet he said it wasn't damaged because the outside wasn't damaged. I have an insane work ethic apparently that whenever I see other people without that work ethic, I can't comprehend it and stress myself out. So many people at the store just try to be as fast as possible without any quality of work at all. I am a little slower, yes, but make 100% sure most of the time (occasionally I take less care if I'm angry at a co-worker for some reason) that I do quality before quantity. I'm not just there for a paycheck, I'm there to do good work, even if it is minimum wage. The amount of money you make should NOT be representative of how hard you work. See insane worth ethic thing where I either give 110% or 0%.

I am also afraid of my own temper so I waited to calm down before I talked to a supervisor about it, but by then the stress just keep building up and I couldn't calm down no matter how hard I tried. And so my parents came and took me home - I was fucking crying in my mom's arms in front of co-workers, and I couldn't stop myself - to relax, and take it easy. The supervisor of Produce told me to let the supervisors handle shitty workers. Leave the stress to them. When I got home, I randomly burst into tears but my dog and my cat fixed everything.

Other sources of stress that aggravated things: constant pain from 4 impacted wisdom teeth that need to be surgically removed, prescription on my glasses has changed so I can't wear them until I get new ones - I got some sunglasses to help with outdoor light (yay hypersensitivity to light, thanks Nurse-That-Almost-Blinded-Me-As-A-Newborn) - stress from being lonely, stress from self-hate, stress from parents fighting, stress from my dad going to the bar every night during the week and coming home only to sleep through whatever it is I want to do with him, stress from the floods, stress from stress, stress from OCD, stress from stubbornness and insane work ethic, stress from acid reflux and IBS and extreme gag reflex (the latter two I have had since birth), stress from my mom being sick and not feeling well, stress from co-workers, stress from less than co-operative doctors, stress from trying to overcome computer addiction, stress from wanting to do everything all at the same time and 100% good, stressstress from just so many fucking things because I'm a goddamn worrywart who cares too much about everyone and everything.

Even after calming down today, my blood pressure was 134/73. Which is apparently high/low for my age. Oh boy. We have a blood pressure machine now so me and my dad can keep track of our blood pressures.

Once again, not very coherent as it could be, but I don't give a fuck.